Untamed Insanity Poem by Reginald Scott

Untamed Insanity



The ghost whispering deathly mourning
For its life bound to hatred unborn
Its lonely being the fear it inspires; an object forlorn
Screams taunting the death it has escaped; a thin life torn
Taken from the grip of untamed insanity

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